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ellyssianNo, not that kind, involving priests and Latin. Not the kind that is measured in ounces, pounds, or grams. The kind that benevolently granted Maine and New Hampshire their own little fiefdoms a few years ago. Rhode Island, too, I suppose, but it's not really large enough to count. *That* kind of Mass. I just so happen to be there at the moment. Momentarily, really, as I won't be there tomorrow.
We've got a brand-new Budget truck - still got the wrappers on it, and little cardboard bits protecting knobs and levers. Brand-spanking-new. We're going to put a couch in it in a little bit, and maybe some other stuff. They teleported the truck to MA from OK, where it was registered. Certainly doesn't have the mileage to have made the trip. The wood deck smells fresh - smells like Home Despot, which makes me want to spend money and get new tools and other Important Things.
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granolaflake's son gave me a hand and we zipped it in there, and tossed in a few other chairs as well. Not sure what else will go in, but I'm guessing it will be a fairly light trip.
Drop bypatrixa's journal and take part in the Great Bagel Debate. Once more, my mother has forgotten that we live far from modern conveniences, such as an ocean (which generally contains fresh fish) and Brookline, MA (which is significantly closer to her house than mine) where fresh bagels can be found. In absence of the Real Thing, I've come to appreciate Bruegger's bagels, and, on my last visit, tried Finagle-a-Bagel, which, like Brookline, MA, seems to only exist around eastern MA. Given that the last visit wasn't the best of circumstances for trying bagels, I wanted to try Finagle-a-Bagel again, and that is what started the whole debate. So go there and offer up your opinion on what a bagel should be, and name names.
We've got a brand-new Budget truck - still got the wrappers on it, and little cardboard bits protecting knobs and levers. Brand-spanking-new. We're going to put a couch in it in a little bit, and maybe some other stuff. They teleported the truck to MA from OK, where it was registered. Certainly doesn't have the mileage to have made the trip. The wood deck smells fresh - smells like Home Despot, which makes me want to spend money and get new tools and other Important Things.
Put the couch in without a problem -
granolaflake's son gave me a hand and we zipped it in there, and tossed in a few other chairs as well. Not sure what else will go in, but I'm guessing it will be a fairly light trip.Drop by
patrixa's journal and take part in the Great Bagel Debate. Once more, my mother has forgotten that we live far from modern conveniences, such as an ocean (which generally contains fresh fish) and Brookline, MA (which is significantly closer to her house than mine) where fresh bagels can be found. In absence of the Real Thing, I've come to appreciate Bruegger's bagels, and, on my last visit, tried Finagle-a-Bagel, which, like Brookline, MA, seems to only exist around eastern MA. Given that the last visit wasn't the best of circumstances for trying bagels, I wanted to try Finagle-a-Bagel again, and that is what started the whole debate. So go there and offer up your opinion on what a bagel should be, and name names.